HI I'M AMBER

I like being regular and pronounce it “regler.” If I can get to the keyboard quickly enough, I’ll write out of the holy, terrible, and fantastic regular. I like a little house and a big yard. I whirl from child to sink to garden to spill, but I love to steep in different cultures and countries, too. I love to travel. Most of all, I love to write. I never questioned what I would grow up to be. Learn More About Me »

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Happy Things

There is a tinge of bitter in the sweet stuff here. I cried out loud this morning as I realized that my computer promptly erased pictures I had downloaded. Some were the most gorgeous pictures of Ian that I took because I have so few of him compared to the other boys. The light was perfect on his blue terry pajamas, and the camera had focused clearly on his puffy morning lips. I had propped him up, and he giggled as he fell forward onto his hands. He had control of his body, and he displayed his bashful, meek smile in every frame. I was proud, and he cooed to my mother-speak.

Some were of Isaac swinging, leaning far back, staring at the sky, and smiling a gracious smile. It didn’t belong to me, that smile. I sneaked it from the kitchen, and it made me want to join him, so I went out to take a series of close-ups. There may have been twenty shots of his goofy expressions. We laughed so hard, and when I turned around to go back in, he said, “Mama, that was my favorite part of today.”

Last night, I let them run out in the rain, something Nanny lets them do. Learning to let them has been a great joy. It was Jude’s first time, so he squealed and ran in circles, stopping at the gutter to catch the roof-sludge. My favorite pictures were of him clapping for the rain.

I will upload some of the Happy Things that I got to keep from my camera when I figure out how to get rid of some of the stuff crowding my computer’s brain. The others are on my invisible heart-screen, especially now that I recorded them here.

Story-Letter

A Haines Home CompanionThe Monthly Story-Letter

This letter is for friends, family, and fellow-writers and artists who like the quieter ways to engage online. I'll be one part goofy to two parts poetry. I'll share my story with you and hope you'll respond with yours, too.